201 Obey the child of the moon
***[Heroine Oscar]***
A large army of steppe tribes rushes into the city like waves.
The wall I am in is the highest in this mining town.
From the other side it was obscured by buildings, but from this side I could see them just enough to make out which way they were moving.
Perhaps even among the grassland tribes, there might be someone who suspected the trap.
But it must be because the women and children are on this side.
They didn’t stop walking.
But you will be angry.
It seemed that the fact that their precious woman and child were here stimulated their emotions, and the hardened atmosphere was transmitted all the way here.
When the steppes entered the city, the military officer who had been ordered in advance raised a flag made of wolf tails.
On the steppe, lions come and go during war or battle, or when different tribes try to mediate a dispute, flags made from wolf tails or eagle feathers are used.
It is said that those who hold the flag will not attack.
This time, I decided to borrow the flag used by the Red Hawk Tribe.
As the military officer was about to depart, Goruka approached him and said something.
Perhaps he told me to wait a while.
It seemed strangely long for such a thing.
‘What is it?’
The military officer looked up at the castle wall.
Whatever it is, it would be better to listen to Goruka about the steppes.
When I nodded, the military officer paused, and Goruka jumped up the wall instead.
“Is there a problem?”
When I asked, Goruka grinned.
“Oscar, can you possibly spread the energy of the earth throughout this city?”
“…but it’s possible.”
The mining town is quite large.
Although the number of buildings is small, the width is comparable to that of most small and medium-sized cities, and the walls are thick and high.
Perhaps one of the successive dukes intended to use this city as a base in case of an attack on the capital.
The mine was just camouflage, and the city was built fairly wide and strong compared to its original purpose.
When hunting demon beasts, never before has magic flowed in such a wide range.
But it will be possible.
The problem was that if you release your magic toward the steppes, your allies will be affected as well.
When I said that, Goruka grinned.
“I see… this much is easy. It’s great, Oscar. It’s really great. You’re so much more amazing than I thought.”
Goruka nodded to herself and muttered, then looked straight at me.
“You don’t need enough strength to kill or endanger your opponent. You just need to be aware of the energy of the earth.”
“If that’s enough.”
When I said that, Goruka’s smile deepened.
“Oscar, if your energy reaches all the steppe tribes, some of the steppe tribes here will surely back down. No, maybe half of them will surrender. Meeting and feeling the child of the moon in person and just hearing about it are really different feelings. .”
Goruka continued talking as he watched the steppe tribes pouring into the city.
“If you show people who think it’s just an old legend that there really is a moon child, the story that only existed in their head becomes a reality. My father and I disregarded all our ties to the steppes and took your side. Just like that, many will succumb to you in reality.”
Goruka turned to look at me.
“Let me and all the steppes know… that the moon has not forgotten us… that he is watching over us, Oscar.”
“…”
Well, what Goruka said is not wrong.
The Goddess is working hard to save this world while reducing her power.
It might not be that she was looking at each individual, but the goddess was in love with the people of this world.
After answering with a slight bow, I turned my head toward the grassland tribe.
It is surprisingly tricky to spread a certain force weakly and widely.
It would be easier to kill all the life around you with force.
However, it was not that difficult thanks to the continued practice of mana management.
It’s only as difficult as taking the entire bathtub and pouring a little into a small teacup, yes, it’s not impossible.
I began to squeeze and spread mana loosely like mist, trying not to contain too much power.
“…”
This is really, really hard.
***[The steppe boy’s father]***
His tribe is small enough to have less than 400 warriors even at its peak.
In recent years, the number of warriors has decreased considerably, and it was only about 200 people.
Even that number includes young warriors who are still inexperienced.
Had it not been for his close relationship with the Red Hawk tribe, he would have been eaten by the Silvermoon or other warlike tribes long ago.
For that reason, one warrior from our tribe is more valuable than ten, or even a hundred, from other tribes.
It was no exaggeration to say that each and every warrior holds the destiny of our tribe.
A child born with the talent to become a warrior was truly the treasure of the entire tribe.
Such a child, the youngest son, was kidnapped by the kingdom bastards.
There were no traces of death left, so it must have been kidnapping.
However, after being kidnapped along with his wife, his whereabouts were unknown.
When he raided the kingdom and rescued the women, his son also participated, but his wife and youngest son were not among those who returned.
Another woman from the tribe was also kidnapped, but she was nowhere to be found.
He had a close relationship with the Red Hawk, and even though his son came to see the moon’s child, that’s why he participated in the invasion.
It wasn’t just that his son and wife were kidnapped.
A woman who gave birth to a warrior once had a high chance of giving birth to another, and losing such a woman was related to the rise and fall of the tribe.
They didn’t just kidnap women and children.
They plundered the tribe’s future.
All tribes unanimously agreed to the invasion.
But whether that was a good thing or not, I’m not sure now.
Several warriors died, and now his tribe was floating in the grassland tribes.
The position became very difficult.
‘Damn it.’
When he remembered the face of the Silvermoon Chief, his teeth gnashed involuntarily.
When the heir of the Silvermoon tribe led young warriors from other tribes on a subjugation a while ago, his tribe also brought up three warriors.
It was uneasy, but if the connection with the red hawk is weakened by this incident, it is essential to join hands with other tribes for survival.
I couldn’t object to the Silvermoon Chief’s request for warriors.
that was a mistake
All three are dead.
If you simply died in battle, it couldn’t be helped.
A warrior always moves with death, and it was honorable to die in battle.
However, the son of the Silvermoon chieftain had used the lives of the young warriors to his own advantage.
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Disobeyed orders and went out, taking the life of a warrior who did not need to die.
I lost three young warriors, but it was simply for the sake of the honor of another tribe’s heir.
It’s a really pointless death.
No wonder he and the tribal warriors were angry.
The smaller the tribe, the stronger the anger at the young warrior’s death, and now the steppe people were split into several pieces.
Among them, the most infuriating is probably his tribe.
His relationship with the Silver Moon has become more and more difficult, and now he is even suspected of betraying him.
The silver moon’s eyes were not pretty.
At this point, he felt a sense of crisis that the existence of the entire tribe was a problem, but he had already entered deep into the kingdom.
I couldn’t leave without knowing the geography properly.
Even if I want to break away, I can’t help it because the eyes of surveillance are severe.
It was at such times that the distinctive tribal signal was heard.
I heard several distinctive echoes used by our tribe.
and.
“The enemy has a weapon! There is a great weapon to destroy all rocks and trees! Run! Run! Run!”
The face of the little boy who suddenly appeared shouting like that had changed a little, but it was definitely the youngest.
It was the same as when my eldest son was young, so I could recognize him right away.
The youngest shouted again, probably recognizing the older brother.
“Brother! Mother is all right! Don’t worry and run away! These people don’t kill women! So you can run away in peace!”
oh my god.
The silver moon warriors are in the direction the youngest is running.
They checked the youngest, but did not think to slow down.
It looks like he’s just going to step on it.
The youngest son has not yet reached this side, but if left as it is, he will be swept away by the horse and die.
Barely survived, right in front of his eyes.
I couldn’t hear what the youngest was saying.
Only the appearance of the youngest son is visible.
My eyes met with my eldest son.
Even if it costs you to kill a few Silvermoon Warriors, you must stop the horses rushing around the youngest.
Seeing the same meaning in the eldest son’s eyes, the two of them pulled the reins almost simultaneously.
Other warriors in my tribe seem to have had similar thoughts.
By the time my tribe’s horse hesitated to move against the flow of the herd, me, my oldest son, and the other warriors had small knives in their hands.
Throwing a small knife and aiming for an enemy’s gap is a skill that we are proud of as much as a bow.
But just before throwing it, the youngest horse swerved.
A red hawk warrior was running from a little away.
‘I lived.’
The youngest member’s figure faded away in an instant, and they quickly passed the spot, but his heart still overflowed with cheers and joy.
It seems that the son’s figure is still visible.
‘I was alive.’
I thought that the signal coming from afar might be a fake that the red hawk imitated, but no, it was real.
It was a signal from a real tribal woman and child.
was alive
I was protected by the kingdom.
He looked healthy with no injuries anywhere.
Not only our tribe, but also the voices of other tribes were being heard.
Women and children desperately signal to the men of their tribe.
It means that the women and children of other tribes are all alive and protected there.
There was great agitation among the steppe tribes who learned that the signal was real by the appearance of the youngest.
It was only when everyone went into the city in a commotion that it came rushing in.
The energy of the great earth flowed around their bodies like wind across a meadow.
“This, this?”
“It is the energy of the earth.”
“oh my god.”
“The earth… the grace of the moon.”
Small voices erupt from all directions.
From the hair to the fingers and toes, everything that makes up the body seems to be at the mercy of the gigantic energy.
Powerful aura gently presses the body.
It felt like being in a river full of the energy of the earth.
A military officer of the kingdom approached holding a flag made of wolf fur.
Riding a horse, he ran towards the steppe tribes and shouted loudly with the words of the steppe.
“The moon child tells you to obey! Obey, children of the plain! The moon child has come down for you. Obey!”
It is said that those words were spoken by the child of the moon when he first came down to the meadow.
It had been transmitted that way.
Unknowingly, he put his hand to his chest and bowed his head.
The aura that surrounds and presses the entire space is definitely possessed only by the children of the earth and the moon.
It is the energy that the child of the moon gave us.
obey
What the moon child said a long time ago is realized in reality.
As he lowered his head, the warriors around him followed him one by one.
The kingdom attaché holding a wolf-fur flag shouted again.
“Those who withdraw now will not be killed. But those who do not withdraw now will regard the moon’s children as enemies! They are the enemies of the moon!”
After exclaiming, the military officer added.
“However, even if they become enemies, there is no need to worry about the lives of women and children. They return them all to the grassland.”
You don’t even have to think about it anymore.
He quickly pulled the reins and started running.
Step away from the crowd and keep your distance.
The eldest son and the tribal warriors also escaped from the large group of steppe tribes.
“Are you going to betray me!”
A nearby Silvermoon Warrior shouted, and the eldest son responded.
“Isn’t it rather a traitor who made a warrior of our tribe die in dishonor and tried to kill a child in the steppe with a horse?”
When his tribe moved first, other smaller tribes who were dissatisfied with the Silver Moon began to fall one by one.
The silver moon nearby and the tribal warriors close to it drew their weapons.
If this continues, the battle will take place within the steppes.
Still can’t help it.
He took out an ax and a small knife.
Before anyone knew it, the military officer with the wolf fur flag had disappeared.
The energy of the earth surrounding the entire city seems to have gotten a little stronger.
Shouts were heard again from the kingdom side.
“The tribes that do not oppose the moonchild, back down!”
“Back off!”
back off
Step back if you don’t want to be hostile.
In the kingdom, they were shouting over and over again in plain language.
What did the youngest say?
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Didn’t I tell you to run away because you have a strange weapon?
I thought what the youngest said was a strange arrow that had been attacking the grassland tribes so far, but maybe the kingdom has more weapons than that.
The moment he thought so, he signaled to retreat.
An intense tone signal echoes through the air like an ear-piercing sound.
The eldest son and the warriors of the tribe started to run away instead of fighting the Silver Moon.
The other tribes also heard his signal and realized something.
Those tribes that had no intention of hostile to the moonchild began to fall from the herd like sheep chased by wolves.
It was around that time that arrows began to fly from the Kingdom.